The Imperial Academy.

Located in the Capital of a certain human country, it was a school almost exclusively for nobles. There were four divisions: the lower division, for first through third years, most of whom were in their early teens; the intermediate division, for fourth through seventh years, most of whom were in their mid to late teens, and finally the upperclassmen, from seventh through eleventh years, most of whom were young adults.

Upperclassmen were considered the cream of the the crop, the elite of humanity. Their prowess in combat was within the top 30% of humanity's forces.

Jusen was one such upperclassman... or at least he used to be.

Now he was someone else entirely.

Takumi Kodagachi[1] had been killed by a truck, and a being calling itself a god had reincarnated him into Jusen's body, even giving him a cheat ability- access to some of the power of a thing called a "hollow world". He had always loved to read isekai light novels, and now he had become the main character of one.

He had been using his power frequently, and could not wait to begin his domination of the world. He could see it already- harem of peerless beauties, kings and emporers bowing before him...

His first action was to take control of a bandit chief, granting him some of the hollow world's power. Though, said chief had somehow managed to die, even with such power... and even the power itself had not returned. This was because the being who killed the bandit had completely consumed said power. In fact, she had looked straight at Takumi's surveillance spell and cheekily said "Thanks for the meal" afterwards...

However, this did not infuriate Takumi at all. He was the main character, after all.[2] He knew that the girl would be coming after him next. And so, he prepared for her arrival. Licking his lips, he fantasized about the beautiful girl's fate after he used his power to control her...

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Fenrir sneezed. Rubbing his nose, he wondered if what Sera had told him was true. Is someone talking about me? It's not like I can get a cold...

After meeting up with Yerin, who had once again given him a peck on the cheek, Fenrir followed her as they headed towards their destination: the entrance examination to the Imperial Academy. Fenrir had dispersed his aura; partially because that something told him it would help with the strange gazes that the two were receiving, and partially because Yerin was a noble, and from the bit of information that he had already obtained from the thieves' network, he had deduced that there was something wrong with a male and a female being such close friends, especially because Yerin was a noble. Of course, it was mostly because of Sera's teachings: "When going undercover, no one expects you to change your gender. I'm not just saying this because I want to dress you up as a girl, either..."(Book of Sera's Teachings, page 72)

It still made him feel slightly uncomfortable, but Sera had mostly cured his hate for it. Or rather, he had been forced to get over it.

Yerin had been slightly confused, but he had explained his reasons to her. Now, she was mumbling about having lost...

Perhaps I'm being too spartan with the spear training? Or maybe I'm not a good enough teacher...

Fenrir cocked his head.

"My apologies if you feel that I have been going about the training the wrong way. This is my first time doing such a thing... If you have any suggestions, I will listen."

As his enchanting voice filled the air, he felt that the passerby[3] were looking at him strangely again, only this time in a different way. For some reason, he felt stifled and vaguely annoyed by this...